As alcohol gradually loosens their inhibitions, the jovial group entertains the idea of fueling their festivities to a thrilling new level. Meanwhile, Jessamae, settling contentedly into a charming garden chair, maintains an attentive ear on their mischievous strategy discussions concerning methods to thwart each other's path to victory - an array of strategies that intriguingly range from clever blackmail to downright tactics of manipulation.
"No need for abstinence, lassie!" Duke directs towards Jessamae, his words slightly thickened by the effects of the alcohol as he offers another frosty beer in her direction. The recall of the previous night's adventurous events floods her cheeks with a blush of modest pink, urging her to instinctively decline the offer with a shake of her head.
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